First Kiss

When I was thirteen, I had my first real crush, and his name was, well to save us both some embarrassment, I will call him Ben…Ben Williams. When I first met this young man, I was about eleven or twelve at the time, and I have to admit it was not love at first sight.  Ben and I had been friends for some time; I was a Girl Scout, and he was a Boy Scout.  We enjoyed several camping and backpacking expeditions during our scouting years. Believe it or not, our troops went backpacking together. Continue reading “First Kiss”